She's okay looking but not really pretty. Her husband probably used to tell her all the time that she was pretty, but had stopped because he was sure ...she knew he thought so by now. Then again, six or seven year ago she probably was pretty, but had simply withered on the vine. So my flattery went a long way. I backed up the flattery by accidentally bumping into her whenever I could, to get her used to me touching her.Then I started just looking at her longingly. After a while she got the idea. I also had another self-defense method available for me to give my wives. My sisters had studied Krav Magen, an Israeli self-defense course when a serial rapist was targeting young white females in our area, and I became the test dummy for their practice sessions. This was dirty fighting with a vengeance. I always wore a cup and shin guards and I still got hurt even when they pulled their blows. That I will always remember!I showed Louise some quick hold breaks and promised to teach her more. “Nah, but it looks like we’re gonna covered for a while.” I matched her excitement. “What should we do next? Where should we go?” “Alright, now I have an idea. You count the cash and I’ll get us out of town. We need to put some distance between us. Find some place for us to rest a bit.” “You got it, Clyde.” “I’m Clyde now?” “Yeah, you’re Clyde and I’m Bonnie.” She laughed. We were kinda like Bonnie and Clyde, except we had no guns or any kind of blood lust. ** About one hundred miles out, we. My face must have been a picture. There in front of me was the object of every boys’ (and mans’ desire).I snaked my tongue up her thigh, just as the guy in the film had done, the came to her pussy. I didn’t really know what to expect, taste, smell, feel etc. Still I stuck my tongue out and licked up between her slit. As my tongue reached the top I felt her clitoris on the tip of my tongue. I’d seen the guy on the film do it so I swirled my tongue around Dan’s. She squealed in delight and.